bus stop I hear Tressa start screaming. I look behind me and she is on
the road in a crumpled mess. She has tripped herself and fallen. She's
of course screaming as if the world were ending, she is our drama
queen after all... I inspect her hands and knees, nothing is bleeding,
but she is begging for a Hello Kitty band-aid in between her over
acted sobs. I pick her up from the road grab her hand and we walk
back home. Behind me I hear in the sweetest, most softest voice,
"I'm so sorry Mommy."
"What are you sorry for, Amaya?"
"For what I did to Tressa."
"What do you mean what you did to Tressa?"
"I pushed her down."
"You pushed her down just now?"
"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry Mommy."
"Why did you push your sister? Don't apologize to me. Tell Tressa you're sorry!"
"I pushed her because she was walking too slow and she was in my way."
We had a discussion about saying "Excuse me.", "Could you walk a
little faster Tressa?", or simply, just walk around her if she's walking too
slow. Gah! Tressa unfortunately seemed to have one crappy
morning after that. She got on the bus crying because I told her she
had to carry her own nap time blanket.
Lots of love and a happy Monday!
-Jaclyn-
